The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

Perhaps the marriage was settled, and when Mu Yunyu returned home, he was obviously in a much better mood.

Even the butler guarding the door could tell that the atmosphere around Mu Yunyu was different from usual.

He appears to be gentle and refined, but in reality he is a madman.

"My Lord, I see that you are in a good mood today. What good thing happened to you?"

Hearing this, the expression on Mu Yunyu's face changed instantly.

When he looked at the butler, he looked like he was going to kill someone, which scared the butler so much that the smile on his face became awkward and cold sweat broke out on his back.

But the next second, Mu Yunyu laughed out loud again. The housekeeper kept trying to figure out Mu Yunyu's moody thoughts and didn't know how to respond.

"This prince is going to marry a queen, hahahahaha."

After saying that, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then walked straight towards the front hall.

The servants around him stopped what they were doing, turned around and knelt down towards Mu Yunyu: "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Congratulations, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."

It was rare that Mu Yunyu was in a good mood and did not make things difficult for them. He waved his hand, and the people kneeling behind him stood up obediently and continued to work.

The butler followed Mu Yunyu flatteringly all the way. He had just arrived at the Prince's Mansion recently.

I don't know what the butler in front did wrong to let him get such an advantage.

Mu Yunyu did not forget to give instructions as he walked.

"For my wedding, all furnishings in this mansion must be replaced with new ones."

"Also, Su Zhangyi from the Clothing Bureau will come to your house tomorrow. Please give him a good reception."

"Then go to the storehouse to find some precious gold, silver and jewelry, send them to the Duke of Ying's mansion, and let the Duke see that I have not treated his daughter unfairly."

"..."

"..."

Mu Yunyu talked a lot and the butler responded to everything.

until--

"My father has granted me the permission to get married in three days..."

"So fast."

The housekeeper was a little surprised. It took an ordinary family more than half a month to prepare for a wedding, and for princes and nobles it would take as long as three months.

Not to mention the princes, the princes would always arrange their marriages with their principal wives very early on.

It would take at least three to six months from the issuance of the imperial decree to the completion of the marriage.

I had heard rumors before that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been in love with the current Crown Princess for many years and they finally got married.

This is why the wedding was moved forward by two months, and the preparations from the time the imperial edict was issued to the wedding took less than three months.

I thought this was hasty enough, but I didn't expect the wedding to the prince to be even more hasty. It's only been three days, and the imperial edict was only sent back to the mansion today.

He had just arrived at the palace and taken charge of the household duties when he encountered this incident and was a little surprised for a moment.

Mu Yunyu didn't get angry, but his expression was a little cold.

"I shall obey my father's order."

After saying that, he glanced at the butler.

The butler also realized that he had overstepped his boundaries and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

In fact, it was not the emperor's order at all, it was clearly Mu Yunyu's request.

The emperor's decree is that the two of them should hold their wedding ceremony next autumn.

But in this matter, Yuwen Yuchao and Mu Yunyu both believed that the longer the night, the more dreams there would be.

The immediate interest is not the interest. We must look at the long-term. It doesn’t matter if the wedding is hasty, the most important thing is the future.

Therefore, with Yu Wen Yuchao's approval, and Mu Yunyu also thinking the same thing, naturally, Mu Yunyu asked for this matter in the hall.

The reason for requesting the marriage to be completed three days later was also reasonable and legal, and even made the court officials feel that their prince had a strong sense of putting the overall situation first.

In fact, it doesn’t matter is just some high-sounding words.

Nowadays, there are more and more disaster victims in the world, and he doesn't want the wedding to be too extravagant, so there is no need to prepare for it for so long.

Some old concubine in the palace is not feeling well, so they take this opportunity to celebrate.

What? The palace is lacking a mistress to take charge of the situation?

The request was so reasonable in front of all the civil and military officials that the emperor naturally had no reason to refuse.

He then issued an edict to hold the wedding three days later, with the Ministry of Rites taking full charge and the national treasury paying for it.

But it made Mu Yunyu beautiful.

"What? You said that the emperor has issued an order for Mu Yunyu to marry the Duke of England's daughter in three days?"

Mu Peiyun widened her eyes and looked at Mu Yunchen in surprise. She almost choked on the braised pork in her mouth before she could swallow it.

Mu Yunchen, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened. He looked at Mu Peiyun like a rabbit and reached out to rub her head.

"Take your time to eat. I won't fight with you for it. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm not anxious, I just feel a little strange. I wonder if Mu Yunyu is up to some bad idea again."

Mu Peiyun always felt that if something in this world did not go according to common sense and had nothing to do with any benefit or purpose, then it must be something strange.

Mu Yunchen nodded in agreement and continued to pick up food for Mu Peiyun. The maid who was serving the food had already been sent away by him.

With him around, naturally he has to come in person to “feed” Qingning.

"We are not in a hurry, it is Mu Yunyu who is in a hurry."

“Mu Peiyao’s previous incident of giving birth to a stillborn baby had already made him somewhat infamous, and people in the capital are most averse to such things.

In addition, although the matter of Li Ge's death in Sifang Pavilion was not investigated in depth, are all civil and military officials deaf and blind? "

"Of course he should be anxious."

Mu Peiyun was puzzled: "But he was anxious to restore his reputation. What does that have to do with his hasty wedding?"

"Qingning forgot that the Lady of the Duke of Ying is from the Fanyang Situ clan."

The words awakened the dreamer, and Mu Peiyun instantly understood what Mu Yunchen meant.

The wife of the Duke of Ying was from the Situ family of Fanyang, and when her legitimate daughter got married, the Situ family of Fanyang would definitely gain a man.

The Situ family of Fanyang was the leader of all the literati in the world, and literati from Fanyang often went in and out of the Prince Heqin's palace. To some extent, this whitewashed Mu Yunyu.

It's no wonder that Mu Yunyu chose Yuwen Yuchao in the first place. In fact, he had already thought about it.

"Then... Mu Yunyu is too impatient."

Three days? Especially for the royal family, is three days enough time to prepare anything?

When Mu Yunchen heard this, his eyes suddenly turned and he shook his head a little unnaturally.

"Actually... there's one thing I haven't told Qingning yet."

Mu Peiyun raised her eyes to look at Mu Yunchen, waiting for his next words.

Mu Yunchen paused and continued, "Today, floods are constantly occurring in various parts of the world, and Mu Country, especially Fanyang, has been hit the hardest in recent days, with more and more victims."

"My father wants to send me to provide disaster relief in person, and to investigate who has pocketed all the relief money along the way."

Mu Peiyun nodded thoughtfully: "I see. On the surface, it's disaster relief, but in reality, it's investigating corruption."

"Mu Yunyu is probably afraid that if it takes another half a month, by the time I get to Fanyang, I will have already taken over the Fanyang Situ clan, so he is in such a hurry to get married."

Mu Yunchen frowned. If the chief literati and poets of Mu country were really those who curry favor with the powerful, then Mu country should have a new immortal poet.

"When does your father ask you to go?" Mu Peiyun continued to ask.

"Three days later."

Mu Peiyun was surprised again: "Three days later? Doesn't that mean you will leave the capital and go to Fanyang on the day of Mu Yunyu's wedding?"

Mu Yunchen nodded and sighed: "Well, so, I can't accompany Qingning to Mu Yunyu's wedding."

"However, I will leave Bi Shiqi with you, so that I can feel more at ease."

Mu Peiyun thought for a moment, then looked at Mu Yunchen seriously and said firmly: "I want to go with you."